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Little White Lies
Chapter 7
Dexter
After the startling realization that he finally knew what finding his "one" true love meant, Dexter had slept over at Jessie's. He didn't want her thinking that he wasn't actually okay and knew that the surest way to do that was to stay with her the whole night, being the good boyfriend. The next morning, he awoke to her kisses on his neck, and her soft, warm skin pushing against him.
"You've got work soon," she whispered after slowly moving up to his lips.
He nodded, yawning. She waited patiently for him to finish, sliding back a bit as he stretched his sleepy muscles. Smacking his lips after the yawn, he forced himself to sit up and rubbed his eyes.
"Dexter," she said, drawing his gaze. "I'm really sorry about... you know."
He smiled, lifting her chin with a single finger. "It's okay honey. It was my fault. Honestly. Plus, it's just not that big of a deal to me anymore. I've... had an epiphany. Well, I mean I had one last night." He'd been trying to sound as if he were okay with everything.
She still looked a little sad and apprehensive though, so he drew her face up once again so he could look her in the eyes.
"Jessie, it's okay, I promise. The only thing I'm still wrestling with is feeling like I'm not being fair to you."
She smiled finally, nodding up at him, but then her expression changed to one of confusion. "Wait, how are you not being fair to me?"
He sighed, gathering his thoughts.
"Well, you and John let me fuck Donna. You're okay with the same treatment for Vicky, plus basically any other girl that comes on to me," he said. "On the other hand, I get bent out of shape over you having the same privileges that I enjoy."
She smiled. "People are built differently honey. I'm not looking for you to change how you feel about sharing me."
He nodded. "I know. But that's what I'm having to work out. I'm not upset at you, I promise. I won't be driving home in a few minutes and be swearing and punching the steering wheel."
She giggled at the imagery. "That would make it hard to drive."
He smirked and sensed her optimistic hopefulness coming back. "It takes time for me to process things that have upset me, but I have to get all the facts first. I promise I'm okay, but I'll talk to you about everything soon."
She nodded, starting to stand.
"Before we get up, though, I wanted to tell you about my epiphany," he said.
She smiled, kissing him once but then joined him as he laid back down.
"I want you to know that no matter what happens, no matter where life takes us, I love you."
She smiled. "I love you too Mr. Sappy," she said, kissing him.
He shook his head, holding her back a bit so he could look her in the eyes. Taking a moment for her to start wondering what he was doing, he smiled and said, "What I mean is, you're the one."
She smiled, her expression briefly surprised but quickly changing to happiness. "I am?"
"I realized it last night when you had drifted off. It was like... a switch got flipped in my head, and I suddenly realized it. You are the person I'm meant to end up with."
She looked up at him in adoration, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
"I realized that I would do anything to keep you with me and keep you happy, but that I wouldn't have to. You wouldn't allow me to change myself to suit your needs if it caused me harm, because I know I'm the one for you too."
She smiled, nodding, apparently unable to speak. Tears fell down her cheeks and she leaned in to kiss him. He pulled her tight with one hand, the other moving up to brush the tears away.
Sniffling, she smiled and then giggled, wiping her face as she sat back. "Believe it or not, I realized that last night too," she said. "We had just gotten done talking and fooling around and I was just about to fall asleep. It just sort of hit me."
He smiled. "When I say I love you, I mean, I will always love you, and will always work things out with you."
She nodded. "Hopefully we won't have to work anything out, but I completely agree."
He kissed her a final time, then stood, searching for his clothes and starting to get dressed. "I'll call you this evening," he said.
"You can also just come over," she pointed out. "I mean, you are the "One" and all, so..."
He smirked. "I guess I'll see you after work."
She smiled and stood, heading to the door, still naked as could be.
He sighed, shaking his head as she left the room and went to use the restroom, returning a second later.
"You guys just walk around naked all the time here, don't you," he said.
She giggled. "Well, those two are constantly naked and having sex, plus, I like being nude, so... yeah, kinda."
He smirked. "Well, I still want to have a talk with John."
"Oh, honey, stop," she said, coming up and nuzzling his chest. "You know he wasn't trying to cross any lines, and it was barely anything at all. Besides, you get to have his girlfriend whenever you like."
"I know," he said.
"I'm not going to run off with John," she said, smiling up at him. "You're the one for me, remember?"
"I know, it just feels like he took advantage of you when you were vulnerable," he pointed out.
She shrugged. "Well, to be fair, he'd just seen me having sex with your dad, honey. He probably assumed that he'd be okay if you let your own father do that to me."
Dexter hadn't thought of that and looked at her in surprise. "Wow, that's a really good point. I hadn't thought of that."
She nodded. "So, don't go beating up Donna's boyfriend."
